Letters in Lockers {muke au}

michael [two]

History.

The class where a teacher drones on and on about old, dead people that teens don't care about.

Michael daydreams and finds himself doodling what seems to be a teenage boy. It comes to Michael's realization that he's drawing what he imagines 957 looks like.

Brown hair, blue eyes and cute.

Suddenly the school bell rang, startling him and a few other classmates. He quickly packs his stuff up and slings his backpack over his shoulder.

He trods on to his locker, opening it to find a letter that has fallen out. He blushes, reading 957's newly sent letter.

"A letter from lover-boy again?" A hand slides onto Michael's shoulder, making him jump slightly. He turns to see it's his new best friend, Tatiana Newton.

"Stop," Michael blushes once again. "It's cute."

Tatiana rolls her eyes at Michael while chuckling.

"You gonna write back?" She asks.

"Yeah," Michael scribbles down a reply with the drawing attached, sliding the letter through the locker grids on the way to the cafeteria.

Michael just nods when Tatiana talked to him. He wasn't listening to her, he was thinking about 957. 
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i really like this chapter. this could be the best chapter yet, or it could be the worst one bc it's almost midnight and im tired ++ on the bright side tho, iT'S FOUR MINUTES TILL CHRISTMAS EVE

-maya xx